From the box he pulled out some silk rope, a silk mask and a riding crop. I wasn't sure what any of that was for. He also produced a jar of vasoline, ...he old school style, which was half empty already. He then told me to come pick something out of the box that I liked. I was curious, so I went and looked. There in the box was a selection of womans and girls under things, along with some other items I was not sure of, including a well worn pair of handcuffs. My cock twitched when I saw the girls. After talking more he found out that I get even more turned on from rough oral sex, or point blank, a guy fucking a girls mouth like it was a pussy. It gets me so turned on to look at pictures of see video clips of this kind of sexual act. Seeing the girls in positions where the guy can control the thrust, how hard how deep and how fast. These hot looking girls struggling to swallow and even struggling to get air. Some of them going as far as gagging on the guys cock.Well this new on-line guy. “So good,” moaned Yoshiko. “Oh, yes, thank you, shrine maiden. Oh, you're so wonderful. Such a delightful ghost.”Her body spasmed as the pleasure peaked. The shrine maiden rose, her pale lips and cheeks smeared with juices. Her skin was as light as Yoshiko's, almost the white of a Caucasian, but with just enough of a tinge olive to them marking her as Asian. Her white, outer garment—I think it's called a haori—was open, showing off a white kimono beneath, nipples pressing hard topping the swell. It was mid-dinner when he arrived. Micky munching at the Sunday roast, Nan nibbling at the meal, perhaps with pre-match nerves, glad of the relief of the arrival, her waiting now over she left the meal, saying she would have something later, that there was apple pie in the oven, and not for Micky eat it all or to forget the washing up… he wished her good luck, shaking his head as and not enjoying goodbyes she left hurriedly having kissed him passionately, it was not a time for speeches. The.